24 Responses to On Proper Behavior While At The Theater

I’ve never been banned from a theater, but a theater where I used to go see the Rocky Horror Picture Show stopped its midnight showings of that film after a while because many of us got a little too carried away with our, shall I say, enthusiastic antics. Partial public nudity, buckets of water, deli sandwiches being used as missiles and acres of toilet paper were not generally on the approved list for these showings, as liberal as the management tried to be towards the audience participants. The last time I was there, they stopped the film just as Meatloaf was being carved up. I haven’t seen it since.

Geez, you guys sound like more fun than the crowd at the T-Town theater. I’m sure if we’d been at the same theater, you would have been banned for kicking my ass. Actually, the more I think about it–they probably would have let you slide on that.

Thanks, Carrie! I had a lot of fun creating this.
If that was me who pegged you, I guess I was lucky not to end up on the receiving end of a Mr. Rubin beat-down.
I have, of course, received a couple beat-downs in my life, but not nearly so many as I deserved. Hopefully Karma isn’t waiting for me in a dark alley somewhere, because I’ve spent years trying to be a nice person.

I nearly got banned from a cinema for trying to sneak a hot takaway meal into the film. The ticket seller noticed the steam rising from my coat pocket, and demanded that I left. Fish and chips if you’re curious.

Let’s do the time warp again! Hilarious tale of you getting passive-aggressive or is it aggressive passive revenge — unless you’re reluctant to set foot into whatever replaced that theater including if it’s now a parking lot.

Jerry got banned from the Speedway station for getting lippy with the young punk clerk over the clerk’s failure to give him his bonus points. I do think threatening to call the cops over 1000 Speedy Points was a bit over the line. Ironically, he was actually SOBER when this happened.

I prefer the more passive-aggressive forms of revenge, especially if they can’t be traced directly back to me.